Chapter 32: Found

Silver's door is knocked on with no answer. A certain orange and silver dragon pokes his head in. Seeing the sleeping human, Rift giggles and starts typing on Silver's computer.

Rift: Welcome everyone! Silver is sleeping, so everything is up to me. The great thing about beta reading is reading the chapters early, which while fun, means it's my job to make it readable to you guys. Silver and I also have something really fun planned in the coming chapters, so look out for that. Anyways, now for the disclaimers!

Rift: Silver doesn't own any of the Spyro characters or story, only his own OCs and storyline. Rift belongs to Mr. Shorty, Rifty Agon. If you don't like the story, then go eat a Snickers, because you become a hater when you're hungry!

Back at Warfang:

Aerio watched as Silvus and the other dragon disappear as they grew further away. He was planning on going back into his bush to hide from all the other hatchlings. Even as he snuck back into the leaves they still tried to approach but his mother was here to protect him.

Ever since my home was attacked she always had me by her side. Always treating me the right ways.

Aerio and his mother stayed at the park until sundown. From that, they went home, or what they currently called home. The place was nice for a hatchling, it was big and there was plenty of room to run around. There was even a backyard where Aerio could practice his wind element. He would've practiced at the park, but he was afraid of being bullied, even with his mother protecting him.

Though Aerio wasn't the typical hyperactive hatchling, he still couldn't fall asleep. Even when he went to his mother, complaining that he couldn't sleep with her by his side, sleep never arrived for Aerio. Was he afraid, or was he scared of losing something? That's the answer that ran through this young dragon's mind, losing what he had left.

"Aerio." His mother, Pilma said as he tried to fall asleep but could not.

She knew he was awake and she wanted to know why. Her son was having problems that a dragon of that age shouldn't have to go through, he is only six years old for Ancestor's sake. She struggled to understand what the problem was, though it didn't long to find the answer.

Aerio had no friends except for that hatchling, Silvus. But he needed friends that would stick around, to bring him up when he was down. The wind hatchlings wouldn't do, as they were a little too rough on him.

Maybe I'll bring him to the Warfang temple. Pilma pondered to herself. There are plenty of hatchlings there.

"We're going to the temple." She said to her little hatchling. His small form moved in the dark to acknowledge her.

"Okay..." Was all Aerio said.

The next day, Aerio and his mother began the long walk towards the temple. Even though they were a distance away, they could see the tallest building in all of Warfang, the temple. A lot of dragons and other species were certain to live there.

Soon, the pair finally arrived at the eastern courtyard of the great temple, the symbol for electricity was as shiny as ever in the center of the courtyard. Many dragons and other species flooded the courtyard, for this was one of the major marketplaces in the city. Numerous little stores surrounded the area, as well as food shacks.

They approached the gates with two dragon guards flanking the entrance. On approach, the guards moved in front of the entrance.

"State your business." It wasn't a request but an order. Aerio's mother stopped in front of the two guards and realized that she had no way to get through. She glared at the two dragons guarding the gate, one was an electric dragon and the other was earth.

"State your prejudice." Pilma retorted, the guards exchanging a quick glance. The pair understood the situation and what they were dealing with at the moment, a wind dragon that wasn't keen on unification.

"Ma'am, we're going to have to ask you to leave." The earth dragon said on deaf ears, as Pilma had tuned him out.

"So?" She said.

"Do I need to repeat myself." The earth dragon said forcefully, stepping forward. This time, Pilma had a response for him. The whole time, Aerio looked completely confused and terrified.

"Excuse me?" She snarled. "Is that a way to talk to a superior element?" She got in his face. The earth dragon had a look of pure anger on his face.

"Now you listen here-!" He got cut off by a large earth dragon approaching him from the left.

"What's going on here!?" The large earth dragon demanded. He looked to be a superior to the both of them. Both guards immediately straightened up.

"Oh! Um, this dragon was making a commotion around here and we were-uh-trying to sort it out." The earth dragon stammered, looking over at his electric friend for help. He didn't say a word.

"Keep a cool head guards, we address all citizens here with kindness and without prejudice." The earth dragon scolded them. Both of the guards gave a bow.

"Yes Master Terrador." They said at the same time, a slight hint of fear in their voices.

"Good." Terrador said, turning towards the two wind dragons. "Now you two, come with me." He immediately walked to the right of Aerio and his mother. She, along with Aerio, realized that he was the Guardian of Earth and quickly followed. They soon caught up with him, walking around the temple.

"I know where you come from. There isn't any other element." Terrador started. "And I know that you have a strong prejudice against earth dragons… especially me" He turned to look at her. "Am I correct?"

She was silent until they reached the place that Terrador lead them to. The eastern courtyard, in other words, the earth courtyard. Terrador turned to look at her, sitting down on his haunches. Eventually, she gave her answer.

"We don't wish for prejudice." She said. "Though, we don't always get unification."

"Unification is something we Guardians strive for." Terrador replied. "But it is something that we cannot achieve. A prejudice formed over thousands of years ago cannot easily be broken. Something that has to be understood is that the past is left in the past. Prejudice was left in the past and we must reforge bonds for the present and the future."

Aerio's mother was silent throughout this. Aerio on the other had sat in awe of the great Earth Guardian.

Terrador looked towards the eastern sky seeming to be looking for something. "An old war saying applies to this situation; United we stand, divided...we fall." Terrador turned to make eye contact with Pilma. "If we don't unite in this time of darkness, dragon kind as we know it...will fall." Terrador turned back to the east upon hearing flapping wings before continuing. "Pass on the message."

Aerio's POV:

The dragons that I saw Terrador looking at landed in the courtyard. There was so many of them, all ice dragons. A whole village of them! Three dragons approached our little group, one as big as Terrador, another a bit small, and lastly a hatchling. The hatchling looked to be the same age as I.

A friend?

"Cyril!" Terrador exclaimed as they approached. When they arrived, each put their right paw on each other's shoulder. "It's good to see you old friend."

"Always good to see you, Terrador, but we have wounded that need attention." Cyril said.

"You get some rest and I'll take care of them." Terrador replied.

"Is Kafta and Kafto here?" The hatchling asked with a scared expression across her face.

Terrador stopped to give her a small smile. "Kafto was here but he just left. I'm sorry you didn't get to see him." The hatchling looked slightly relieved, but not completely.

"What about my sister?" She asked. This time, Terrador sadly shook his head. This left the little dragoness hatchling heartbroken. She almost had tears in her eyes. The third dragon in the party pulled her aside and gave her a small hug. She looked like she needed a friend at the moment, then again so do I.

I approached the hatchling as she now sat alone. Terrador, Cyril, and the other ice dragon left to take care of the many ice dragons that just landed in the area. The little dragoness sat there, sniffling to herself. As I approached, she looked up at the sound of my steps.

I gave her a small smile as we made eye contact, her tear filled eyes a light blue, her left looked to be a little bit brighter than her right. Her right eye matched her scales perfectly.

"Hi." I said as I sat down on my haunches in front of her. "My name is Aerio. What's your name?"

"Snow." She replied with a sniffle at the end. She tried to give me a smile but couldn't quite manage it.

"Are you okay?" I asked curiously. Snow shook her head for a response. Instead of asking why, I instead gave her a hug. It just felt like the right thing to do. "Do you want to be friends?" I asked.

"That would be nice." Snow said. Unknowingly to me, my mother smiled at sight of the us hatchlings hugging and becoming friends.

Maybe unity is possible... Aerio's mother thought to herself.

Silvus' POV:

The flight across the ocean was long and strenuous, though it was shorter than usual. I may just be getting used to flying, but soon enough, Shimmering Shores came into view. A boost of excitement allowed me an extra boost of speed.

Soon, I finally made it to the island of light. Soon, I'll be where I can call home. Once again, I can taste the sweet fruit of Frouta.

I landed on the island close to where I first saw the place, seeing a path leading inward with the same white trees surrounding the area. As I walked forward, I felt the soft white sand between my short talons. I soon began my trek towards the shining white mountain in the distance.

Eventually, I found myself walking through the light forest along the path. In the trees I could see Frouta hanging at the top. With a quick beat of my wings, I snatched up a Frouta from the tree and took a small bite out of it. As I savored the taste of the delicious fruit, I felt no stress in my wings after my long flight, like the frouta rejuvenated my strength.

Soon, I finally made it to the great doors of the Mountain Temple of Light. The walk through the great hall was just as amazing as the first time I walked through the large double doors. Large statues lining the walls on either side, all of them wearing different colored armor to represent each element.

But the moment was short lived as soon as I reached the other side of the hall. I walked up a set of stairs toward my room in the temple stepping up the stairs until I reached a floor with several ice banners in it.

I walked past several doors until I reached a familiar place in the ice hall. I opened the door and slowly walked into the room that I haven't been in for almost a year. The room looked relatively untouched, though there were a few new additions. The back wall now had, instead of a window, a doorway with open holes in the wall on either side.

There was a new bed of cushions that was underneath the right hole in the wall. It was a mixture of colors. Light blue, green, and white. Dominating the left side of the wall, was an armor stand.

Strange, I don't have any armor. I'll have to ask about that.

The right wall contained the same bookshelf that was there before, but with more books stacked upon it, one titled; "Advance Techniques of Ice Dragons."

Maybe I'll start training as well. That would be good.

Next to the bookshelf was a desk with a elevated cushion for sitting on.

After taking in everything in my room, I moved to look at the desk a bit better. It seemed to be made out of the wood of the trees on the island.

Who knew that Gabriel was so handy.

But what intrigued me most, was the piece of parchment on it.

Silvus,

I know you will be arriving soon and once you do, find me in the map room immediately.

,Gabriel.

After reading the note, I stepped out onto the balcony, admiring the beautiful view that is Shimmering Shores. I could stay here all day just watching the island lite up with magic. Everything that I could see was shining like it was it's own light sources. But alas I could not stay there forever. I've got an old friend to reunite with.

As if it was a normal day at Shimmering Shores, I walked down the hallway. Opposite the way I came previous and made my way over to another set of stairs and traveled for a few more minutes, I made it to the map room. The room contained many books dominating each wall, and a map in the center of the room. Standing over the map was none other than the Light Guardian himself.

His white scales shone brightly as always. Nothing seemed to change about the old dragon. An old memory of something Gabriel told me to say upon entering the room after being out for so long. The words came back to me easily.

"Master, after being lost for so long, I finally found my way back here." I realized how true those words sounded after being gone for so long. Gabriel didn't so much as flinch as I spoke, but he didn't give his usual response of "The temple of light is an easy place to get lost in."

"Ah, but lost is found eventually." He said, turning around to look at me with his bright yellow eyes. "It is truly good to see you once again young Silvus." Nothing changed about the old dragon.

"And you master Gabriel." I replied, respecting his title. Gabriel smiled, showing off his brilliant white teeth. I could not help but run up and hug his leg. "It's good to be back here." The light Guardian put a paw on my back.

"It's good to have you back."

Nothing else was said.

Rift finishes drawing a monocle and moustache on Silver's face.

Rift: There, like a sir! I hope you all enjoyed as much as I hope Silver does when he sees that I did this in his sleep. Anyways, we'll see ya'll next week for a new chapter. Please comment any feedback!

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